And we're back in production! Or something...

In celebration of being able to write together again we bring you a nice decent length chapter. It's about twice as long as all the other chapters...so enjoy. It's also got some angst thrown in there so beware (how could there not be some angst when the angst queen herself was writing it?) I'm speaking of Susangel by the way.

Anyhow! Some angst in this chapter, some banter, some sweetness and some being disturbed. It's also where we finally take off with the original plot we had in mind for this story. Next chapter will be focused on that entirely. We're also reaching the end! Dunno when though...3 or 4 more chapters I think. I dunno. We'll see. And then we'll move on to writing Hear No Evil or Speak No Evil...will we see you guys there too? I hope so.

Okay. I'm babbling. I'm excited. It was so nice to stay up all night and morning writing with my muse turned co-author. I bit her with the writing bug. Ha!

Okay. Read. Enjoy.

You know the drill.

Dean watched as Cas shifted a little, coming out of his light doze as Dean ran his fingers down his side, "Don't tell me you're already up for another round Dean. Think I'm a little worn out."

Dean chuckled, shifted closer until Cas' head was tucked up under his chin, he stroked his fingers down Cas' back again, "Big day tomorrow."

"Which is probably why you should let me sleep. Don't want me falling asleep at the piano now do you?"

"Nope. I'd rather do other things to you on the piano."

"Dunno about that. You might break it. I don't want your fat ass breaking my piano."

"Hey! I resent that. Just a few minutes ago there were no complaints about my ass." Cas' hand snuck around and he palmed Dean's ass with a satisfied hum. Dean snorted, shook his head and pressed a kiss to the top of Cas' head. Even half-asleep Cas was pushy and an insufferable smart ass.

"Seriously Dean, I do need to get some sleep."

Dean fell silent, content to just lie there all night despite being wide-awake and let Cas sleep, but he had to go and open his mouth.

"Hey Cas?"

Cas shifted, sighed and pressed his mouth to Dean's collarbone a sleepy, "Hmm?" being Dean's answer.

"The place where the concert is...it's near where Lucifer works isn't it?" He felt Cas tense up and pull away a little, brow furrowed.

"How would you know that?"

Uh-oh.

Dean hesitated and tried to bring Cas back in, "Pretty sure you told me Cas."

Cas remained stiff and pulled away from Dean's grasp again, frown tugging his lips down, "Pretty sure I didn't Dean."

Cas seemed to sense Dean's hesitation and narrowed his eyes, he poked at Dean's shoulder and asked, "What the hell did you do?"

"I didn't do anything."

"Dean-"

"Cas, you're tired. Let's...talk in the morning okay?" Cas scowled at him and Dean tried to tug him back in to his body. Cas resisted for a moment but he finally inched back into Dean's space, tucking himself in along Dean's body with a sigh.

"We will talk about it in the morning Dean. I'm not going to forget."

Dean really, really hoped Cas' memory failed by morning time, so he wouldn't have to deal with this.

Morning fortunately, didn't come for Dean. He was dragged out of his deep sleep by the sound of his phone beeping with an incoming call and Cas grouching at it from the vicinity of his chest.

After a quick conversation and stubbing his toe three times as he got dressed in the dark, he leaned over Cas, kissed his forehead and whispered, "Sorry Cas, gotta work."

Cas, being the morning person he was, rolled over, buried his head under a pillow and growled, "Fuck off." Dean slapped his ass which earned him a kick to the thigh and he let himself out of the apartment soon after.

Dean spent most of his day in the hospital, going back and forth between one guy and the other. Dean was pretty sick of listening to how the victim's boyfriend had beaten him, nearly putting him into a coma. The situation rang too close to home when he thought about Cas. Abusive gay couple, one taking advantage of the other. He wanted nothing more than to pull his phone out and call Cas, tell him he was sorry for being an ass and curling up somewhere so he could just enjoy the feel of Cas' warmth seeping into his bones.

Wouldn't happen though, since he was stuck in the hospital listening to excuse after excuse and Cas was probably busy getting ready for his performance and wouldn't been too keen on interruptions. Especially if they were of the Dean variety since Dean had bailed on him in the morning before they could talk, not that Dean could help it.

Later Dean found himself sitting at his desk, filling out paperwork and trying to ignore the fact that the abused boyfriend bore a striking resemblance to Cas, which just filled him with an even greater urge to see or call Cas. Sam had already sent him about fifty thousand texts reminding him not to be late, even his own mother had called and let him know Cas had invited her and his father, which Dean wasn't really looking forward to.

When six rolled around Dean threw his pen down in his desk and declared that he was leaving since he still had to shower and change and if he waslate, he'd never hear the end of it from Sam. Ever.

By seven Dean was seated uncomfortably between his father and Sam. So far, he and John were doing a good job at ignoring each other while Mary and Jess were chattering to each other as if there weren't three large men in between them all. Jimmy and Gabriel were seated in the row in front of Dean and Dean had a moment to wonder how many items he could stick in Gabriel's hair before the other man noticed.

Dean looked around that auditorium that was quickly filling up, the place was a lot bigger than he'd imagined and there were a lotof people.

"I had no idea Cas was this well known." Dean muttered to Sam, watching as the balcony up above their heads slowly filled up.

"Because anything other than classic rock escapes your notice. You've been dating Cas for how many months now and you still don't know how famous he is?" Dean scowled at Sam's smirk and looked around again. He'd only thought Cas to be moderately well known, not...international for crying out loud.

Heh...he was dating a celebrity.

Sam elbowed him and grumbled, "Mind out of the gutter Dean."

"You're just jealous I've been having sex with a celebrity Sammy."

"Ugh. Please shut up."

"And mind blowing sex at that! He does this thing where he-"

Sam clapped his hands over his ears and started humming what sounded like Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, "Not listening."

"Well, your loss...you could use some sexual advice."

"My sex life is just fine."

"That's because Jess is the boss, not you." Sam elbowed Dean to get him to shut up and Dean did, snickering to himself as he turned his attention towards the stage, wondering if he'd be able to get a peek of Cas before the show started.

A petite blonde wandered out onto the stage, she adjusted a few things on the piano, said something to someone down in the orchestra pit and turned to head off stage. Dean didn't miss the way Jimmy had perked up in front of him and had watched everything with a small smile on his face. Gabriel snickered and turned around and whispered to Dean, "Jimmy's found his soul mate."

Jimmy glared over at Gabriel, "Have not! She's just...she's...cute is all."

"He was totally fawning all over her earlier when we were backstage, kept bugging Cas about information. Kept telling me he was gonna marry her and everything. Doesn't even know her name!"

"You're full of shit Gabriel!" Jimmy growled, hitting Gabriel over the head with his program.

"Actually, I went to the bathroom before coming here. So no shit in this incredible body of mine."

"You're disgusting."

"You're the one who brought it up."

"I don't know why I even try..." Jimmy mumbled, sinking down into his seat, pretending that he didn't even know Gabriel.

"I think it's because of that time I dropped you on your head when you were a baby...or was it Cas? Huh...hard to tell, since you're both pretty much the same."

"You what?"

"What? It's not like it's my fault...you were one heavy baby and wouldn't stop squirming."

"I have no idea how we're possibly related..."

"Jimmy, do I have to have the talk of the birds and the bees with you again?" Sam and Dean exchanged glances and Dean settled back in his seat, enjoying the show. They were more entertaining than the times he found something good to tease Sam about, all he needed was some popcorn and he'd be set.

"God, please no. One time was more than enough. I don't want to hear what you're up to at night."

"It's not just at night, you know? This baby is up for sex any time of the day."

"We're in public Gabriel. Please stop talking."

"Oh, come on...if you want to get that blonde you're going to have to do something about it. Not blush like you're a catholic school girl."

"I'd rather get my advice from Cas at this point."

"Well, unless you're turning gay I'm sure they wouldn't be much help...but we can always check with Dean."

Dean leaned forward and said, "Hey, Cas has got some moves that would put any straight man to shame." Both Jimmy and Sam covered their ears with their hands. Jimmy shaking his head in denial and Sam humming his stupid song again.

"Yeah, but then Jimmy wouldn't know what to do with her boobs. It's not like you have a pair of those." Gabriel turned his focus back to Dean with a grin.

Dean shrugged, leaned back in his seat again, "Pretty sure it's natural. I think Jimmy has some experience anyway."

"Assholes. The both of you." Jimmy grumbled, sinking down into his seat again and pretending to find the program a very interesting read.

"Then again I might be wrong...guess you were protecting the wrong twin's innocence, Gabe."

"I'm starting to believe you're right buck-o. Maybe we should get together and give our baby brothers some sexual advice...they're so puritan I bet their girlfriends have to do all the work."

Jimmy turned around and hissed to Sam, "Do something. We cannot allow this continue! The world is crumbling apart! These two together will bring about the Apocalypse!"

Jess grinned around Sam and said, "I'll have you know Dean that I've already taught Sam very well. Though I admit he was a bit...clueless at first."

Sam covered his face with his hands and whined out, "Jess..."

"Oh! Betrayed!" Gabriel crowed from in front of them while Jess carried on, "Don't worry sweetie, you're much better now. And you made up for it with the size of your-" Sam clapped a hand over her mouth and shook his head.

"No talking about it with my brother and in front of my parents."

Jess batted Sam's hand away and grinned again, "Why not? It's perfectly natural...unless you account for its size, because the whole deal about being proportional to one's height is definitely true."

Dean snickered as they all turned from looking at Sam to looking at Gabriel who scoffed and crossed his arms, "Hey! I resent that. I may be short, but I'll have you know junior is everything but-" Jimmy cut Gabriel off mid-rant with an elbow to his side.

Then to Dean's horror Mary leaned around John and said, grinning, "You boys are adorable."

They all fell silent in their horror that Dean's mother had heard every part of their conversation and Dean wondered about the best way to go about scouring his brain.

"Don't stop on my account. How do you two think you came to be here? My name may be Mary, but there was no holy spirit in your conception. Just John's special moves," Mary turned her grin to Sam, "If you need some sexual advice you might want to ask your father, he does this thing where I swear it feels just like heaven."

Sam made a sound like a wounded giraffe while Dean eyed his parents, contemplating death by shoving his fingers into his eyes, "Does? As in...still?"

"Of course. We're not dead you know. And your dad is a very, very attractive man." Mary leaned up in her seat and planted one right on John's cheek. Beside him, Sam made another noise and Dean felt his stomach roll a little. John too even looked a little uncomfortable as he stared straight ahead, arms crossed over his chest.

There was a small smirk tugging at his mouth though when he said, "I think you're making the boys uncomfortable sweetheart."

"They're old enough to handle it. And we Mr. Winchester are still young enough to have sex like a pair of horny teenagers." Dean was seriously considering just going outside and throwing himself in front of the next passing vehicle.

"Well Mrs. Winchester, you might just have to make due on your words when we get home." John smirked a little and Dean rolled his eyes up towards the ceiling, trying his hardest to ignore the sounds of kissing going on right next to him.

"Oh my God." Sam hissed from beside Dean. Dean grunted his agreement and kept his eyes trained on the ceiling. And then, finally, thank God finally, the lights dimmed around them, announcing the beginning of the concert.

Jimmy turned around and whispered, "Oh, Dean! Cas wanted me to pass on a message for you if he didn't get a chance to see you beforehand."

"Okay." Dean leaned forward so he could hear Jimmy without Jimmy needing to be loud and disrupt the people around them.

"He said the third song he plays is your song, so pay attention." Dean nodded and sat back in his seat, heart jumping in his chest a little. He hadn't even known Cas had been working on his song, hadn't even been aware Cas was planning to play it tonight for thousands of people to hear and for Dean to hear it for the first time.

Cas walked out on stage then, smiling and waving a little as he headed for the piano. Dean felt a goofy smile spread across his face, personally, he was looking forward to the hours of listening to Cas play, his only regret being that it wasn't just the two of them and Dean wasn't up there on the stage with Cas.

Cas opened up with one of his 'generic' songs as Cas called it, something Dean had heard him play with his students all the time when he came to pick up Cas for lunch or to take him home. Dean still enjoyed the hell out of it though simply because it was Cas.

He saw Jimmy sit up a little straighter when the second song was his, Dean would never admit it but it was one of his favorites by Cas. When the third song came up, Dean found himself sitting up a little straighter so he could have a clear view of the stage and of Cas. He ignored Sam's snicker from beside and focused on how Cas hesitated a little, rolled his shoulders in a way that he did when he was nervous, Dean smiled to himself and listened as Cas began to play.

And Dean found himself really listening this time, he recognized the jaunty little tune Cas had played for him before but he heard everything else Cas was 'saying' with the song. He never thought he'd be able to take Gabriel's advice to heart and just listen and be able to hear the deeper meaning to the song, but right now, he did.

He heard Cas' love for him in the quicker notes, his joy in the slower, heard the appreciation for Dean's sense of humor in that jaunty bit that kept popping up. He heard it all, heard how Cas understood him, how he accepted Dean's flaws and found pleasure in the simple little things they did together. Dean was amazed at how well Cas could represent a person with a few notes and a melody, he'd forever appreciate Cas' talent and damn how Dean loved him in that moment.

As the song came to its end, Dean cleared his throat to fight the tightness that was building up in his chest and shot an anticipatory glare over at Sam but found his brother giving him a small smile instead. Sam patted his arm and whispered, "He really loves you Dean."

"Yeah...he does." Dean took a deep breath and turned his attention back to the stage. Struggling with the idea of someone loving him so much after such a short amount of time, but he knew Cas did love him. Knew that he loved Cas in return and right now all he wanted to do was listen to that song over and over again and just keep Cas close to his side for as long as possible.

In the silence between songs Dean whispered to Sam, "I'm gonna marry that man someday Sammy."

Sam choked on nothing but his spit apparently, then shot Dean a wide grin, "Well, it is legal in New York now."

"Even if it wasn't, I'm sure your geeky self would find a way to legalize it." Sam snorted and grinned over at Dean, "Yeah. Just so I wouldn't have to hear you whine."

"I think it's time you face that you're the whiner of the family Samantha." Sam snorted again but patted at Dean's arm in the darkness, letting Dean know that Sam was happy for him.

Jess leaned around Sam to glare at the two of them, "Shh. Some people actually came here for the music, not to ogle at Cas. Though I have to admit that with his looks he is very nice to look at."

Sam turned and stared at Jess while in front of them Jimmy snickered. Dean leaned forward far enough to glare at her, "Don't worry Dean, Sam is all I need." She leaned over and kissed Sam while Dean grunted out a, "Better be. Cas is mine."

They all fell back into silence when Gabriel turned around and shushed them as a new song started playing, "This is my song! If you guys want to chat go outside! I want to listen!" Dean kicked the back of his chair in retaliation but nothing more was said and they all listened.

Just like Gabriel, the song was a bit on the mischievous side, but there was a hint of sadness to it that had Dean wondering. He eyed the back of Gabriel's bowed head for a moment when Jimmy leaned over and whispered something to Gabriel. Dean frowned a little, curious as to what Gabriel could possibly be hiding since he shared everything with anyone who would listen. Now wasn't the time to be asking questions though, he didn't want to get kicked out before the end of the show, so he turned his attention back to Cas on stage. He wished he was closer so he'd be able to see Cas' face as he played, he loved seeing the joy Cas experienced while playing. Plus watching Cas' hands move across the keys was always a bonus.

The next few hours passed surprisingly quickly. There was an intermission somewhere in there that Dean hardly remembered, too caught up in thinking about Cas and his music. By the end, all Dean wanted to do was see Cas, hug him and be able to kiss him and tell him how amazing he was, inside and out.

Thankfully, Jimmy seemed to sense Dean's urgency and led him backstage without comment. When he spotted that head of perpetually messy hair he shouted, "Cas!"

Cas turned at Dean's voice, a grin forming, "Dean! You made it."

"Of course I made it doofus. Wouldn't miss this for anything." Cas hummed and leaned into Dean's embrace when Dean pulled him into a hug. Cas was vibrating with the energy left over from his performance, his eyes were bright and cheeks flushed, Dean wanted nothing more than to take him home and have his way with him.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Hell yes. You were amazing Cas."

Cas pulled away a little, plucking nervously at a button on Dean's shirt, "What did you think of your song?"

Dean smiled and pulled him back into another hug, "I love you too Cas." Cas' grin, surprisingly, got wider.

"You heard."

"'Course I did, had some pointers on how to listen." Cas smiled again, then poked at Dean's chest, "I played our song too."

"We have a song?"

"Of course we do. I pull inspiration from everything and everyone around me."

"Huh...well, I think I got lost in your awesomeness Cas, I didn't hear that one." Cas shrugged a little, winked up at Dean, "I'll give you a private performance later."

"I look forward to it."

Jimmy took that moment to shove himself up under Dean's arm with a, "Stop hogging my brother for crying out loud." Dean rolled his eyes and backed off enough for Jimmy and Cas to hug and for Jimmy to tell Cas how amazing he was. Dean would be shocked if Cas didn't get a big ego after all this praise. Then again...how much bigger could it get?

Cas talked to Jimmy for another minute then paused and smiled when the blonde Jimmy had perked up at earlier approached. Jimmy, as Dean had figured he would, froze.

Cas smirked a little, "Amelia this is my brother Jimmy. Jimmy this is Amelia, she teaches in the strings department. Mainly violin and cello." Cas did a not so subtle elbow nudge into Jimmy's side.

Dean hid his laugh behind a cough as Jimmy jumped, blinked and turned a brilliant red, "It's um...nice to uh...nice to meet you."

Amelia smiled and they shook hands before they fell into an awkward silence. Dean was trying his hardest not to grin at Jimmy's awkward stumbling and fidgeting.

Finally, Cas sighed and blurted, "Pity's sake Jimmy. Amelia, Jimmy would love to go out with you sometime. Coffee?"

"Castiel."

"What? I'm doing you a damn favor. Don't get pissy with me just because you're acting like an awkward virgin." Dean burst out laughing while Jimmy looked like he wanted to go and hide in the nearest hole.

Amelia laughed and looped her arm through Jimmy's, "I'd love to. Want to go now?"

"Right now?"

"Isn't that the definition of the word?"

"I can see why you're friends with Cas." Jimmy mumbled, Cas beamed and Amelia laughed as they turned the corner and out of sight.

"Sounds like Jimmy's going to have his hands full with her."

Cas snorted and tugged Dean down the hallway, "She's exactly what he needs. Besides, he should be used to it by now."

"I'm sure."

"And what do you mean by that?"

Cas glared up at Dean as they paused by a room and Cas disappeared inside, coming back out with Faith. Dean shrugged when Cas was back at his side, glare still firmly in place. Not wanting to piss him off Dean muttered, "Nothing. Absolutely nothing." If Sam knew anything about this Dean would never hear the end of it.

Cas grinned and have a satisfied nod, "Thought so. Now, don't think that I've forgotten about last night."

Well...shit.

"I haven't either. The sex was pretty awesome, wasn't it? Even for us." Cas' glare was back, as if he could sense Dean's shit eating grin. Dean fidgeted a little, hoping Cas didn't pick up on it. This was something he really didn't want to talk about. At all. Ever.

Cas was going to be pissed at him either way.

"Dean."

"I might have..." They stopped walking and he turned until he was facing Cas, he cleared his throat and noticed Cas was slowly losing his patience so he blurted out, "Uh...looked into your police file?"

"You what?"

"It was before you told me about Lucifer. I was just looking at the report for the accident when I saw there was more, so I...may have looked."

"May have?"

"So I read it."

"Oh, is that so?" Cas wasn't yelling. Dean knew that wasn't a good thing either. The calmer Cas got right now the angrier he was getting. Yeah, Dean knew he was in deep shit now.

"Did you ever think about actually asking me?"

"I didn't want to upset you..."

"Brilliant idea Winchester," And ouch, there was the last name usage, "Because this isn't upsetting me in the slightest."

Dean was silent, not sure what to say.

Cas took a deep breath, "You already knew everything when I told you about him. And it didn't occur to you to tell me?"

"It didn't seem like the right time." Dean muttered, trying and failing to come up with a good reason by the look Cas was sporting now.

"Really now? And exactly when would be the right time? Or would there ever be a right time?"

Dean put his hand on Cas' shoulder, trying to either calm him down or pull him into a hug, he wasn't sure. Cas shook him off though, glaring up at Dean as Dean whispered, "Cas...please...I didn't mean anything by it..."

"No? Because from where I'm standing, I trusted you enough to tell you about my past even though it hurt me to even remember it...but you didn't trust me enough to wait for me to tell you about it."

"It's not like that, Cas."

"Isn't it? Because I think it is..." Dean remained silent, not sure how to explain himself. Not sure how to tell Cas he'd only looked because he was curious and he wanted to protect him. Wanted to keep him safe.

"I'm going to take a cab home. You're not welcome there anymore. I expect you to at least respect my wishes, even though you obviously couldn't respect me."

"Cas, wait!" Dean grabbed at Cas' arm, only to be shaken off.

Cas took a few steps back, clutched Faith's harness tighter and took a deep breath, "Dean...just...not right now. I need some time to think and I can't do that with you around me." Cas sounded so broken that it broke Dean a little too. He reached for Cas again, but stopped, simply standing there with his hand held out as Cas took another deep breath and turned and walked away. Faith, instead of Dean, leading him towards the exit and to the cab that would take him home.

Dean couldn't help but think he'd just fucked up the best thing that had ever happened to him.

He didn't know how to fix it either.